The first round of the Sect's Grand Comparison, all inner disciples and core disciples must be present, as they may be called upon to challenge at any time.

  Li Lin is no exception.

  When Lin Feng stepped onto the Life and Death Arena, Li Lin's heart was already racing. This guy dared to challenge him, obviously having reached the Spiritual Martial Realm.

  But now Li Lin relaxed instead, because Lin Feng's shout included not only him but also Yu Hao.

  Yu Hao's strength is far more formidable than his, possessing a powerful sword-wielding Soul Warrior. Lin Feng daring to challenge him would undoubtedly be courting death.

  Stepping onto the stage of life and death, Li Lin felt a slight sense of tension, under the gaze of the crowd, his heart was somewhat empty.

  "What did you bring him up here for?" Yu Hao glanced at Li Lin with a few points of disdain, looking down on Li Lin.

  "Come on, all of you."

  Lin Feng did not respond to Yu Hao's words, calmly saying, causing Yu Hao's gaze to slightly narrow.

  Great, really great.

  In the thousand-year history of Yunhai Sect, no one has ever challenged two high-level disciples in the sect's grand competition.

  Lin Feng, as an outer disciple, challenged two inner disciples, one of whom was a powerful Sword Spirit owner, and Lin Feng broke the Yunhai Sect record.

  "A mere outer sect disciple, yet so arrogant. If he becomes powerful in the future, won't he look down on our sect?"

  Above the canyon, Mo Ye said coldly, immediately bringing a wave of flattering voices. Mo Ye not only had strong abilities and high status, but also had Mo Canglan standing behind him, who wouldn't give him some face?

  Nangong Ling merely gave Mo Xie a faint glance, his face expressionless, making it impossible to discern what he was thinking.

  As for the old man in the hut, he smiled and shook his head: "This guy doesn't know how to keep a low profile at all."

  "Get out, who do you think you are, a piece of trash."

  Yu Hao's face was extremely ugly, he was a powerful sword martial soul owner and an inner disciple.

  Lin Feng was someone he looked down on and could trample at will, a worthless piece of trash. Yet it was this very trash that stood on the stage of life and death, shouting out his name and challenging his dignity.

  And Lin Feng didn't just want to challenge his dignity, but also wanted to trample on it. He even dared to challenge the two of them at the same time, what did he take Yu Hao for?

  "You think you're something, daring to challenge us? Brother Yu Hao is the owner of Sword Martial Soul, extremely powerful, and can annihilate you with just one move. Let's see how long you can be arrogant."

  Li Lin gave a loud flattery, and it would be best if Yu Hao could deal with Lin Feng without him making a move.

  Yu Hao heard Li Lin's flattery and seemed to be pleased, a smile appeared on his face, he said: "Hehe, Li Lin, you're right, an outer disciple like him doesn't even have the qualifications to make me draw my sword, can you help me take care of him?"

  "It's only natural that an outer sect disciple like him wouldn't have the qualifications to challenge Brother Yu Hao, but in order to show off Brother Yu Hao's prestige, I think he should let this insignificant person know his strength."

  Li Lin was shocked by Yu Hao's words and didn't have absolute confidence in dealing with Lin Feng.

  "This shameless guy, Yunhai Sect's face has been completely lost because of him." Everyone saw Li Lin's performance and was speechless for a moment, it was too embarrassing, fortunately this guy still had the nerve to speak with confidence and dignity.

  "It's really laughable." Lin Feng sneered, "Li Lin, I was selecting martial arts techniques at the Starlight Pavilion, you and Shen Chen clashed, were intimidated by his reputation, ridiculed by others, and coincidentally saw one of my outer sect disciples nearby. You took out your anger on me, saying whether or not I'm useless, scolding me as a waste. Now, this waste is challenging you, why are you so timid?"

  "There's also Yu Hao, the owner of Jian Wu Soul. What a true genius! That day, he attacked me without reason and said that he could kill me at any time. He was just bullying me because I'm an outer sect disciple. Now, I'm standing in front of you too. Where's your sword?"

  Lin Feng said coldly, and everyone suddenly understood. So that's how it was. These two inner disciples were so arrogant, bullying Lin Feng because he was an outer disciple. Now that Lin Feng had become stronger, they came to take revenge.

  Yu Hao's eyes sank, and he said to Li Lin: "I'll give you three breaths' time. If you don't make a move, I'll cripple you first."

  Li Lin's heart skipped a beat, and she gritted her teeth in hatred for Yu Hao.

  Yu Hao took it out on Lin Feng, venting his frustrations on him. This scene was eerily similar to the time he had taken it out on Lin Feng before.

  "Alright, I'll take care of him for you first."

  Li Lin gritted his teeth and said, rushing towards Lin Feng.

  Lin Feng shook his head secretly, such a freak, really didn't know how he could enter the inner gate.

  "Get out."

  Lin Feng waved his hand casually, and the Bagua Palm was used. Four palm prints directly broke through the air and landed on Li Lin's body.

  "Boom."

  Li Lin was one of the weakest in the inner gate, with the lowest strength, and was sent flying out with just a casual strike, falling to the ground below the Life and Death Platform.

  Lin Feng didn't even give Li Lin a second glance, and instead turned to Yu Hao and said: "Aren't you going to kill me? What are you standing there for?"

  "With just four palm prints, he was already so arrogant."

  Yu Hao recognized that Lin Feng was using the Eight Desolations Palm. In the Cloud Sea Sect, there were not a few people who cultivated this set of martial skills. Most people could cultivate four palm prints or five palm prints, but the truly difficult part was what came after.

  Lin Feng, after all, only used four palm prints, and even if he didn't use his full strength, being able to use five palm prints would still be insufficient to contend with him.

  "Although I said I'd kill you, today is the sect's grand competition. Even on the life and death stage, one cannot take a life. So, I'll cripple your cultivation, cut off your limbs, and make you wish you were dead."

  Yu Hao said cruelly, he had already hated Lin Feng extremely.

  As he spoke, Yu Hao's hand was placed on his back, shining brightly, the sword like autumn water, radiant and dazzling, a formless aura of solemn killing spread throughout the space.

  These were not enough, Yu Hao's back, the martial soul released, a virtually sharp sword pointed to the sky, as if it was going to pierce through heaven and earth.

  "The owner of Jianwu Soul is indeed not weak, Lin Feng is in danger."

  The crowd near the stage of life and death felt this strong sword energy, only feeling a bit oppressive, making them very uncomfortable.

  "Since you like swords so much, let me show you what a real sword is."

  Lin Feng said faintly, the sword bound to his back was pulled out by him, and instantly, a formless sword energy burst forth, pressing against the sword energy emitted by Yu Hao.

  "What? He's also a sword cultivator, and a possessor of Sword Martial Soul?"

  Everyone was slightly surprised to feel the sword energy on Lin Feng's body, and Yu Hao's eyes also condensed slightly. However, seeing that Lin Feng's Sword Soul had not appeared, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  "Even the sword's soul is gone, how can one talk about cultivating the sword."

  Yu Hao took a step forward, and suddenly the space around him howled. The majestic sword energy became more and more overbearing, and even on the Sword Soul behind him, there were faintly discernible sharp sword energies flashing.

  Yu Hao's sword energy was released, expanding majestically and pressing down on Lin Feng.

  "Does one necessarily need to possess a Sword Soul to be a Swordsman? And does having a Sword Soul automatically make one a true Swordsman?" Lin Feng asked calmly, taking a step forward as his voice fell: "You, fundamentally don't understand swords."

  The intangible sword energy seemed to be drawn by an inexplicable force at this moment, all rushing towards Yu Hao, including the sword energy emitted from Yu Hao's own body.

  At this moment, Lin Feng's breath has exceeded the category of sword energy.

  "Style, this is sword style."

  Among the crowd, there were extraordinary individuals who had seen and experienced much, especially the inner disciples and core disciples. They felt the direction of this sword and were all shocked by its gaze.

  This is sword momentum, so powerful, it can control the traction of the sword energy for Lin Feng to use, countless sword energies are Lin Feng's aid, suppressing Yu Hao.

  "Heavens, he's just an outer sect disciple who has only just entered the Spiritual Martial Realm, yet he's already mastered sword intent. What a terrifying natural talent."

  Some people know how difficult it is to control the momentum, especially for someone like Lin Feng who can effortlessly control the sword's momentum. Even a top-notch cultivator in the Spiritual Warrior Realm may not be able to achieve this, yet Lin Feng, an outer sect disciple, has actually grasped the sword's momentum.

  Of course, there are also outer disciples who don't understand and ask what sword momentum is.

  "It was indeed him who rang the eight-sided bell drum. So that's how it is. He has such a high level of enlightenment at such a young age, far surpassing me when I was his age. This person is undoubtedly a pillar of my Yunhai Sect, a genius who must be carefully nurtured."

  Nan Gong Ling suddenly understood why Bei Lao valued Lin Feng so much, even to the point of wanting to kill Mo Xie on the spot. This child's innate talent was terrifying!